REMY'S RETURN
Disclaimer: What would you say if I said that I owned every single character in the X-Men comics? What would you say if I said that I made a huge profit from them every year? Well it's true it's true. WHAT? WHAT? OK So maybe I don't own them, but I surely pay for them. WHAT? Yeah I pay for them when I buy the comics, which never seem to have a story that goes the way that I want it to go. So whatever.
Author's note: Chapter 4 is finally up. I hope that you guys and gals like it. I've been getting a lot of feedback on how the story should go. For that I am very grateful. However, regardless if the story is what you as the reader view as ideal, or if it's not going the way you wanted, stick around for the last remaining chapters. I as a writer will still try to give a decent story, which will have many twist and turns, and most importantly romance. So stay around a bit, and put up your feet. The rides about to get bumpy, and thanks for all the comments, because I'll certainly take them all to heart. So let the story begin.
Jean Grey tossed and turned in her bed as she slept uncomfortably. All night long she had been linked telepathically to Remy Lebeau's mind. His mind was in such a chaotic state, that it was impossible to block all of his thoughts and dreams. Gambit had been in the dream, but he was only walking around in circles as if he was lost. There had been many doors surrounding him, but every single door was locked. He was trapped and he was starting to panic. She tried to feed his mind with positive images, so that he could remember all of his family and friends. However everything she tried just wasn't enough. His mind had been slipping further and further away, and Jean knew that if she didn't do something soon Gambit would be lost forever.
Jean tried summoning up an image of the one woman whom he had always loved. She sent him an image of Rogue walking towards him with her hand stretched out. He looked up at Rogue, and met her eyes. He reached out for the long slender gloved hand, and immediately took it in his hands. He swallowed the large lump that was in his throat, and began to speak.
"Who are you?" Gambit said as they began walking towards a large wooden door.
"My name's Rogue sugah."
"Rouge? Do I know you chere?"
"Yes ya do sugah. You've known me for a long time now."
"Where am I?"
"I don't know. We have to get out of here though. There's a lot of people on the other side of this door, who wants to see ya."
"There is?"
"Yeah sugah, but it has to be you that open the door."
"I'm scared."
"Don't be sugah, I'm right here. Besides Remy you're not scared of anything. Now open the door, and we'll be home."
Gambit reached for the door, but then suddenly turned around to face Rogue. Instead of seeing a green eyed Southern beauty, he was greeted by a nasty tornado. It swirled closer and closer to him. He became scared and tried to open the wooden door, but found it locked liked all the rest. The tornado began to suck in everything into the large vortex. Remy grabbed the doorknob and held on to it, as his feet began to fly upwards towards the spinning tornado. Rain fell all around Gambit, and he started to lose his grip. His hands slowly let go of the doorknob, and he was sucked into the tornado vortex. As he got deeper and deeper into the center of the tornado, he looked up and saw Rogue. He held out his hand, and tried grabbing her hand. Just as he was about to grab her hand, she snatched it away and started laughing. Gambit looked up in surprise as he went further and further into the vortex.
While Remy was spinning around in the vortex, a chocolate covered hand suddenly reached into the spinning tornado. It wasn't affected by the tornado, so every time Remy got closer to the hand, he tried to grab it. After a few tries, he finally grabbed the hand, where he was gently pulled out of the tornado. Once he was back on the ground, he looked over at the woman who saves his life. He notices that she has chocolate skin, with hair as white as the clouds. Her eyes are as blue as the ocean, and her skin was just as flawless. She smiled at him politely, and then waved her hand in front of her face.
In an instant the raging tornado was gone. Remy looked behind him to see some of the damage done by the storm. He noticed that one of the doors was now open. He turns around to thank the black beauty, only to find that she is now gone. He scratched the back of his head, and began walking towards the open door.
"Man that sure was some storm."
With that thought he walked towards the door, hoping that it was indeed the door back home.
Rogue woke up in intense pain. Not only did her head hurt, but the rest of her body did as well. She sat up on her bed, trying to remember what day it was. She rose out of her bed slowly, and started her morning ritual of making her bed. Once she was done with that, she yawned and stretched out her sore limbs. Her face immediately frowned up, and she waved her gloved hand around her face. She rose up her left arm, and was immediately greeted by the smell of a woman in need of deodorant. She also noticed that her breath had a sour smell to it. She smacked her lips together, and ran her tongue over her cracked dry lips.
"Not only do mah breath smells, but I think I need to take a long nice bath also. How long was I asleep anyway?"
She walked towards the bathroom, and immediately started brushing her teeth. When she was done with that she drew a long hot bath, and stripped down to nothing. She gently sat in the tub, and started to sing her favorite country song.
Then suddenly she remembered.
Remy.
She jumped out of the tub, and went to put on some clean clothes. After she finished dressing, she ran towards Gambit's room hoping that she wasn't too late. Once she was there she gently knocked on the door. She was hoping that no one was in, but her hopes had been dashed when she heard the voice of Logan. She stood at the door unsure of whether or not she should enter into the room. Feeling guilty she started to walk back to her room, until Gambit's door was violently opened.
Logan looked down at the young woman, his face softening from the hard look that it had only moments ago.
"Good to finally see you awake Rogue."
"Is he still?"
"Alive? Yeah he's still in critical condition, but he's still alive."
"That's good. I don't know what I'd do if I lose him."
Tears had begun falling down her face, and Logan took the young girl into his arms.
"You really do love him, don't ya darlin."
"Yeah."
"Look why don't you go in and talk to him. He probably just needs to hear your voice. I'm sure he's going to be alright, he's survived this far right?"
"Yeah? I guess? I just never imagined that things would turn out like this. It's all mah fault Logan."
"Don't go blaming yourself for this one darlin. I keep thinking that if that jerk
had just stopped his truck, then maybe gumbo wouldn't be unconscious. So if you want to blame someone, then you blame him."
"It makes no sense to blame the dead Logan."
"That may be so, but then again it makes no sense to blame yourself either. Now go on, and spend some time with him. You've deserved it."
"How's he look?"
"A lot better than when he first came punkin."
"Thanks Logan."
"Ya know if you ever want to talk, my shoulders wouldn't mind a little leaning on."
"I might have to take you up on that offer big guy."
Logan bent down and kissed the top of Rogue's head. She looked at him with big green puppy dog eyes, and he couldn't help tightening his hug. He hated to see women in pain, and it was no doubt that this woman was in a ton of pain.
He let go of Rogue, and watched her walk into Gambit's room. She sat down in the seat next to him, and immediately started crying again. Logan closed the door, and thought about the latest change of events.
* Gee gumbo. How do you do it? Here you have two of the most beautiful women fawning all over ya, and ya don't even know it. How do you choose one without emotionally killing the other? I don't know how things are going to pan out, but I have a feeling that things are about to get ugly up in here. Especially when tha gumbo wakes up, if he ever wakes up. *
Rouge looked down at the battered and bruised face of Remy Lebeau, and pushed a strand of hair out of his eye. She grabbed his hand, and immediately felt the tears begin to form in her eyes. She tried blinking them back, but they seemed to have a mind of their own. The tears fell from her eyes, and she felt each tear roll down her checks. She laid her head on his chest, crying into his hospital gown, not caring if her tears soaked right through his clothes or not. She held on to him tightly praying that he was going to be all right. She felt that if he didn't make it, then it was going to be no one's fault but her own. So she buried her head deeper into his chest, and cried like never before.
Remy continued walking towards the wooden door. He noticed that there was a blinding white light coming from the other side of the door. Suddenly he felt something heavy and wet press against his chest, and wondered what it was. He looked down only to find that nothing was there. He glanced back at the white light, and continued walking through the door. It was then that he slowly opened his eyes. At first they were stuck together, but after a while they opened right up. His eyes ventured down to the form that was hovering over him, crying into his shirt. He saw nothing but brown hair, that had an odd looking white streak in the middle. He felt a lump rise in his throat, and he wanted to scream. He remembered that hair, and it put a fear into his heart like never before. His heart began beating rapidly, and he tried moving to his side. However, he had no strength to move, so he nervously lay down on the bed, expecting the worst.
Rogue had been crying for what seemed like an eternity, until she felt Gambit's heart beating rapidly. For a moment, she thought she was about to lose him. That is until she felt his muscle stir, and she heard the raspy sound of his voice. She looked up towards Remy slowly, afraid to meet his eyes. She had expected to see love and concern in his eyes, but what she saw in them was nothing but fear. Gambit had never been afraid of women, and now fear was the one thing Rogue saw when she looked into his eyes.
Gambit looked into her green eyes, remembering them from the dream. Sure it was only a dream, but why was she so familiar to him? He wanted to get out of the room, and never look back again. However he was trapped under the woman, and felt her tightening her grip on his hand.
"Nooooo." Gambit said even though his throat was dry.
"Everything's going to be all right. I thought I lost ya sugah."
"Who...are...you?"
"I'm Rouge."
Hearing her name sent shivers down his spine, and he began to cry. He wanted to get as far away as he possibly could, but the woman kept pushing him down in the bed. He tried clawing at her, but he didn't have any strength in his sore body. So he laid his head down, and let the tears fall.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. It's all mah fault."
Rogue began to cry more heavily now, and she slid her arms around his neck, hugging on to him tightly. Careful not to touch his skin with her skin, she held on to him and cried.
Remy glanced down at the woman whom he was afraid of, and wondered why she was there with him now. Was she there to hurt him? She was quick to hurt him in his dream, but now she was here, obviously concerned about his welfare. He could remember an old saying that says: a woman's tears could mean that, either her heart is breaking, or somebody just died. He didn't know where he got that term for, but he did know for certain that he wasn't dead.
Yet.
So that left a broken heart. He didn't want to see the young woman cry, and he certainly didn't want to be responsible for her tears. So he swallowed his fear, and put his arm around her waist. He felt her sigh out a sigh of relief, but she continued to hold on to him. As she held him and cried, he let tears of frustration, confusion, and fear fall down his face as well.
Storm stood outside her closet, trying to figure out what to wear. She chose to wear a red t-shirt and a pair of tight fitting blue jeans. She had been anxious to go and visit Gambit. She wanted to see how he was doing, and if he was all right. She changed her clothes, and hurriedly walked out the room. She ran all the way to his room, until she came to his door. Not wanting to scare him, she slowly opened the door. However, she was surprised to see that Remy and Rogue was now hugging. She stepped back, and closed the door quietly, and walked back into the far wall. She felt the tears gather in her eyes, and she tried to hold them back. When she couldn't contain her tears any longer, she took off running towards her room. She continued running blindly, as she ran into Logan nearly knocking him over. She didn't hesitate to check and see if he was all right, but she ran into her room and closed the door.
Logan had saw Ororo run into her room, obviously upset about something. He was about to go and see if she was all right, that's until he heard the soft click of her locking her door.
*Well I guess that means that you don't want any company. What was that all about? Aw well. I guess I better go check on gumbo, and see how he's doing. *
He walked to Gambit's door, and opened the door. At once he saw the image of Remy and Rogue hugging, as if nothing happened at all. He was so surprised that he his jaw opened, and he dropped his stogie out of his mouth. He quietly closed the door, and bent over to get his cigar. He dusted it off, and headed towards Hank's room. He knew that Hank would want to know about gumbo's recovery. So he walked towards the direction of Hank's room, until he came near Storm's door. He cocked his head to the side and listen to the soft wails, coming from the other side of the door.
*Damn. *
Logan fingered her bedroom door lightly, and waited for at least ten minutes before he walked off. He hated to see women in pain, but he promised himself to be there for her. It looked like things were back to normal, with Remy and Rogue. Everything was back to normal with the exception of Storm's heart.
*Damn. *
I want to apologize for posting this so slowly. I had spent hours typing this story, when my computer shut down. Fortunately for me I had some of it saved on my disk, but the rest I had to come up with it all over again.
All right people Gambit's finally awake, but what will happen next? Who's going to hurt, and who leaves with the Cajun? Stick around because the next chapter will be posted really soon.
T.T.F.N.
Disclaimer: What would you say if I said that I owned every single character in the X-Men comics? What would you say if I said that I made a huge profit from them every year? Well it's true it's true. WHAT? WHAT? OK So maybe I don't own them, but I surely pay for them. WHAT? Yeah I pay for them when I buy the comics, which never seem to have a story that goes the way that I want it to go. So whatever.
Author's note: Chapter 4 is finally up. I hope that you guys and gals like it. I've been getting a lot of feedback on how the story should go. For that I am very grateful. However, regardless if the story is what you as the reader view as ideal, or if it's not going the way you wanted, stick around for the last remaining chapters. I as a writer will still try to give a decent story, which will have many twist and turns, and most importantly romance. So stay around a bit, and put up your feet. The rides about to get bumpy, and thanks for all the comments, because I'll certainly take them all to heart. So let the story begin.
Jean Grey tossed and turned in her bed as she slept uncomfortably. All night long she had been linked telepathically to Remy Lebeau's mind. His mind was in such a chaotic state, that it was impossible to block all of his thoughts and dreams. Gambit had been in the dream, but he was only walking around in circles as if he was lost. There had been many doors surrounding him, but every single door was locked. He was trapped and he was starting to panic. She tried to feed his mind with positive images, so that he could remember all of his family and friends. However everything she tried just wasn't enough. His mind had been slipping further and further away, and Jean knew that if she didn't do something soon Gambit would be lost forever.
Jean tried summoning up an image of the one woman whom he had always loved. She sent him an image of Rogue walking towards him with her hand stretched out. He looked up at Rogue, and met her eyes. He reached out for the long slender gloved hand, and immediately took it in his hands. He swallowed the large lump that was in his throat, and began to speak.
"Who are you?" Gambit said as they began walking towards a large wooden door.
"My name's Rogue sugah."
"Rouge? Do I know you chere?"
"Yes ya do sugah. You've known me for a long time now."
"Where am I?"
"I don't know. We have to get out of here though. There's a lot of people on the other side of this door, who wants to see ya."
"There is?"
"Yeah sugah, but it has to be you that open the door."
"I'm scared."
"Don't be sugah, I'm right here. Besides Remy you're not scared of anything. Now open the door, and we'll be home."
Gambit reached for the door, but then suddenly turned around to face Rogue. Instead of seeing a green eyed Southern beauty, he was greeted by a nasty tornado. It swirled closer and closer to him. He became scared and tried to open the wooden door, but found it locked liked all the rest. The tornado began to suck in everything into the large vortex. Remy grabbed the doorknob and held on to it, as his feet began to fly upwards towards the spinning tornado. Rain fell all around Gambit, and he started to lose his grip. His hands slowly let go of the doorknob, and he was sucked into the tornado vortex. As he got deeper and deeper into the center of the tornado, he looked up and saw Rogue. He held out his hand, and tried grabbing her hand. Just as he was about to grab her hand, she snatched it away and started laughing. Gambit looked up in surprise as he went further and further into the vortex.
While Remy was spinning around in the vortex, a chocolate covered hand suddenly reached into the spinning tornado. It wasn't affected by the tornado, so every time Remy got closer to the hand, he tried to grab it. After a few tries, he finally grabbed the hand, where he was gently pulled out of the tornado. Once he was back on the ground, he looked over at the woman who saves his life. He notices that she has chocolate skin, with hair as white as the clouds. Her eyes are as blue as the ocean, and her skin was just as flawless. She smiled at him politely, and then waved her hand in front of her face.
In an instant the raging tornado was gone. Remy looked behind him to see some of the damage done by the storm. He noticed that one of the doors was now open. He turns around to thank the black beauty, only to find that she is now gone. He scratched the back of his head, and began walking towards the open door.
"Man that sure was some storm."
With that thought he walked towards the door, hoping that it was indeed the door back home.
Rogue woke up in intense pain. Not only did her head hurt, but the rest of her body did as well. She sat up on her bed, trying to remember what day it was. She rose out of her bed slowly, and started her morning ritual of making her bed. Once she was done with that, she yawned and stretched out her sore limbs. Her face immediately frowned up, and she waved her gloved hand around her face. She rose up her left arm, and was immediately greeted by the smell of a woman in need of deodorant. She also noticed that her breath had a sour smell to it. She smacked her lips together, and ran her tongue over her cracked dry lips.
"Not only do mah breath smells, but I think I need to take a long nice bath also. How long was I asleep anyway?"
She walked towards the bathroom, and immediately started brushing her teeth. When she was done with that she drew a long hot bath, and stripped down to nothing. She gently sat in the tub, and started to sing her favorite country song.
Then suddenly she remembered.
Remy.
She jumped out of the tub, and went to put on some clean clothes. After she finished dressing, she ran towards Gambit's room hoping that she wasn't too late. Once she was there she gently knocked on the door. She was hoping that no one was in, but her hopes had been dashed when she heard the voice of Logan. She stood at the door unsure of whether or not she should enter into the room. Feeling guilty she started to walk back to her room, until Gambit's door was violently opened.
Logan looked down at the young woman, his face softening from the hard look that it had only moments ago.
"Good to finally see you awake Rogue."
"Is he still?"
"Alive? Yeah he's still in critical condition, but he's still alive."
"That's good. I don't know what I'd do if I lose him."
Tears had begun falling down her face, and Logan took the young girl into his arms.
"You really do love him, don't ya darlin."
"Yeah."
"Look why don't you go in and talk to him. He probably just needs to hear your voice. I'm sure he's going to be alright, he's survived this far right?"
"Yeah? I guess? I just never imagined that things would turn out like this. It's all mah fault Logan."
"Don't go blaming yourself for this one darlin. I keep thinking that if that jerk
had just stopped his truck, then maybe gumbo wouldn't be unconscious. So if you want to blame someone, then you blame him."
"It makes no sense to blame the dead Logan."
"That may be so, but then again it makes no sense to blame yourself either. Now go on, and spend some time with him. You've deserved it."
"How's he look?"
"A lot better than when he first came punkin."
"Thanks Logan."
"Ya know if you ever want to talk, my shoulders wouldn't mind a little leaning on."
"I might have to take you up on that offer big guy."
Logan bent down and kissed the top of Rogue's head. She looked at him with big green puppy dog eyes, and he couldn't help tightening his hug. He hated to see women in pain, and it was no doubt that this woman was in a ton of pain.
He let go of Rogue, and watched her walk into Gambit's room. She sat down in the seat next to him, and immediately started crying again. Logan closed the door, and thought about the latest change of events.
* Gee gumbo. How do you do it? Here you have two of the most beautiful women fawning all over ya, and ya don't even know it. How do you choose one without emotionally killing the other? I don't know how things are going to pan out, but I have a feeling that things are about to get ugly up in here. Especially when tha gumbo wakes up, if he ever wakes up. *
Rouge looked down at the battered and bruised face of Remy Lebeau, and pushed a strand of hair out of his eye. She grabbed his hand, and immediately felt the tears begin to form in her eyes. She tried blinking them back, but they seemed to have a mind of their own. The tears fell from her eyes, and she felt each tear roll down her checks. She laid her head on his chest, crying into his hospital gown, not caring if her tears soaked right through his clothes or not. She held on to him tightly praying that he was going to be all right. She felt that if he didn't make it, then it was going to be no one's fault but her own. So she buried her head deeper into his chest, and cried like never before.
Remy continued walking towards the wooden door. He noticed that there was a blinding white light coming from the other side of the door. Suddenly he felt something heavy and wet press against his chest, and wondered what it was. He looked down only to find that nothing was there. He glanced back at the white light, and continued walking through the door. It was then that he slowly opened his eyes. At first they were stuck together, but after a while they opened right up. His eyes ventured down to the form that was hovering over him, crying into his shirt. He saw nothing but brown hair, that had an odd looking white streak in the middle. He felt a lump rise in his throat, and he wanted to scream. He remembered that hair, and it put a fear into his heart like never before. His heart began beating rapidly, and he tried moving to his side. However, he had no strength to move, so he nervously lay down on the bed, expecting the worst.
Rogue had been crying for what seemed like an eternity, until she felt Gambit's heart beating rapidly. For a moment, she thought she was about to lose him. That is until she felt his muscle stir, and she heard the raspy sound of his voice. She looked up towards Remy slowly, afraid to meet his eyes. She had expected to see love and concern in his eyes, but what she saw in them was nothing but fear. Gambit had never been afraid of women, and now fear was the one thing Rogue saw when she looked into his eyes.
Gambit looked into her green eyes, remembering them from the dream. Sure it was only a dream, but why was she so familiar to him? He wanted to get out of the room, and never look back again. However he was trapped under the woman, and felt her tightening her grip on his hand.
"Nooooo." Gambit said even though his throat was dry.
"Everything's going to be all right. I thought I lost ya sugah."
"Who...are...you?"
"I'm Rouge."
Hearing her name sent shivers down his spine, and he began to cry. He wanted to get as far away as he possibly could, but the woman kept pushing him down in the bed. He tried clawing at her, but he didn't have any strength in his sore body. So he laid his head down, and let the tears fall.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. It's all mah fault."
Rogue began to cry more heavily now, and she slid her arms around his neck, hugging on to him tightly. Careful not to touch his skin with her skin, she held on to him and cried.
Remy glanced down at the woman whom he was afraid of, and wondered why she was there with him now. Was she there to hurt him? She was quick to hurt him in his dream, but now she was here, obviously concerned about his welfare. He could remember an old saying that says: a woman's tears could mean that, either her heart is breaking, or somebody just died. He didn't know where he got that term for, but he did know for certain that he wasn't dead.
Yet.
So that left a broken heart. He didn't want to see the young woman cry, and he certainly didn't want to be responsible for her tears. So he swallowed his fear, and put his arm around her waist. He felt her sigh out a sigh of relief, but she continued to hold on to him. As she held him and cried, he let tears of frustration, confusion, and fear fall down his face as well.
Storm stood outside her closet, trying to figure out what to wear. She chose to wear a red t-shirt and a pair of tight fitting blue jeans. She had been anxious to go and visit Gambit. She wanted to see how he was doing, and if he was all right. She changed her clothes, and hurriedly walked out the room. She ran all the way to his room, until she came to his door. Not wanting to scare him, she slowly opened the door. However, she was surprised to see that Remy and Rogue was now hugging. She stepped back, and closed the door quietly, and walked back into the far wall. She felt the tears gather in her eyes, and she tried to hold them back. When she couldn't contain her tears any longer, she took off running towards her room. She continued running blindly, as she ran into Logan nearly knocking him over. She didn't hesitate to check and see if he was all right, but she ran into her room and closed the door.
Logan had saw Ororo run into her room, obviously upset about something. He was about to go and see if she was all right, that's until he heard the soft click of her locking her door.
*Well I guess that means that you don't want any company. What was that all about? Aw well. I guess I better go check on gumbo, and see how he's doing. *
He walked to Gambit's door, and opened the door. At once he saw the image of Remy and Rogue hugging, as if nothing happened at all. He was so surprised that he his jaw opened, and he dropped his stogie out of his mouth. He quietly closed the door, and bent over to get his cigar. He dusted it off, and headed towards Hank's room. He knew that Hank would want to know about gumbo's recovery. So he walked towards the direction of Hank's room, until he came near Storm's door. He cocked his head to the side and listen to the soft wails, coming from the other side of the door.
*Damn. *
Logan fingered her bedroom door lightly, and waited for at least ten minutes before he walked off. He hated to see women in pain, but he promised himself to be there for her. It looked like things were back to normal, with Remy and Rogue. Everything was back to normal with the exception of Storm's heart.
*Damn. *
I want to apologize for posting this so slowly. I had spent hours typing this story, when my computer shut down. Fortunately for me I had some of it saved on my disk, but the rest I had to come up with it all over again.
All right people Gambit's finally awake, but what will happen next? Who's going to hurt, and who leaves with the Cajun? Stick around because the next chapter will be posted really soon.
T.T.F.N.
